Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"I'm going to take a bath and I'll be with you later." Zhuo Shu stood up, took his nightgown and walked towards the bathtub. After thinking about it, he turned back to her and said, "I'll be fine soon."

Yao Rong remained silent until the bathtub door was closed. She clutched the sheets tightly with her hands, panicking!

She couldn't find anything with her hands. She hugged her shoulders and her body was trembling. She held her head hard with her little hands and buried her face in her knees, feeling very sad.

"Dip." The message came in, and she reached out to touch her phone.

But the phone was not found, and she fell off the bed. The table was caught by the hem of her skirt and hit her. The lamp and other supplies all fell on her.

"Hiss." Yao Rong groaned, but did not cry out in pain.

She climbed up and reached out to touch her phone to see the message Gu Chuyan had sent her back. But when she touched the front, she suddenly retracted her hand, thinking that even if she got the phone, she wouldn't be able to see it.

"Haha." Yao Rong smiled bitterly in a low voice, obviously helpless.

Hearing the noise, Zhuo Shu put on his nightgown and ran outside. He was frightened when he saw Yao Rong falling to the ground with the table still pressing on her legs.

"Rong Rong, how are you? Are you bruised? Let me take a look." Zhuo Shu rushed forward, lifted the table, and carried her to bed, wanting to check her wounds.

Yao Rong pressed his hand and his voice was very light.

"It should be Chuchu's reply message. Please read it for me." Yao Rong's voice was very calm.

But the calmer she became, the more panicked Zhuo Shu became.

Fear flashed across the man's handsome face. He held her hand tightly, his voice was extremely bitter, and he read the text message for her. Yao Rong smiled.

"Even though she is happy every day, she has too many things on her mind. Zhuo Shu, can you send her a message for me every day from now on? At least, this can prove that I am really... very good." Yao Rong's voice, It's a little low, and it seems far away.

"Okay." Zhuo Shu responded and stood up to get some medicine and apply it on her.

Feeling him leaving, Yao Rong reached out to catch him.

But when he stretched out his hand in the air, he retracted it!

She doesn't want to be a burden to others, no matter how scared, no matter how scared, no matter how difficult it is! You have to hold on by yourself.

Looking at her hand that was stretched out in the air but retracted, Zhuo Shu held her wrist with his backhand and said in a deep voice, "I'll get the medicine box and I'll be right here."

"Beep!" Zhuo Shuo's phone vibrated and he glanced at the screen. It was Gu Chuyan's call.

"Hey, sister-in-law."

Gu Chuyan heard his voice, and she said in a low voice: "Zhuo Shu, I will find a solution for her matter, but is she okay now?"

"good."

"Take good care of her for me...Yao Rong is insecure."

He answered the call and listened to Gu Chuyan's words. He only responded briefly. Yao Rong got up nervously, fearing that he would miss something.

Halfway up the mountain, a villa.

After Xiao Mohan finished talking about the Xiao family, when he stood up, he suddenly saw the surveillance on one side paused. He stepped forward, stretched out his finger and clicked back.

In the afternoon, he rushed back from the Xiao family and asked Xiao Ran to assist the Yao family. After hanging up the phone, he felt vaguely uncomfortable.

Pushing the door open and entering the bedroom, he spat out a mouthful of blood and endured the pain to clean the floor.

His clothes were stained with blood. After he took off his clothes, he turned around and was about to walk towards the bathroom. He vaguely heard a sound. When he turned around, he saw the little fox there.

But he didn't expect that when the surveillance camera was backing up, it was Xiao Yijue lying outside the door, watching him vomiting blood.

"Dad." In Xiao Mohan's mind, he pictured him calling him, running into the bathtub, touching his face, and giving him candy.